Sunday, August 7, 2011

She's a maniac, maniac on the floooorrrrr...

Okay, so I'm not really dancing like I've never danced before... but I am back to the 30 Day Shred. In all it's sweaty, scary glory.

Yep. I started the Dancing with the Stars workout the day I got the okay from my doc to resume normal activities and did that for about a week (with the hope that it would get my body used to... well... moving...) and then I switched to the shred. I found my abs again. (Sure, they're buried under a thick layer of fat, but they are there.) Plus, the kids think it's the funnest thing EVER. Jake finally stopped trying to climb onto my back during the push-ups and has started stealing my weights for his own workout. Katie grabs the soup cans to use as her weights (and she gets a couple for me when Jake has mine). And we're all tired when it's over.

In unrelated news, Jake got stung by a bee on Thursday night. On his elbow and his pinky finger. John said he ran up the steps to the deck crying "bee! bee!" Poor kid. He's fine now but he really wanted mama so I got to hold him and cuddle.

John mowed the lawn today and found a wasp nest right by where Jake was playing. So maybe a wasp. It's gone now so that's a relief.

He also went to Grammy and Grampy's to help with their new deck and Grammy stopped by to see the kiddos while the men went to get some more wood boards, thinking they would be gone for at least an hour (because that's what happened on Friday). They were done about 15 minutes after she got here so it was a very short visit. So we got together this evening for dinner. I had pizzas (Digiourno, YUM) and Grammy brought jello salad, watermelon, and cookies!

Grammy and Grampy asked Katie if she wanted to go to Sunday school tomorrow and she answered yes right away. She chose a dress for Sunday and got her jammies, then brought her dress back to her room to switch it for another. Jake rushed to put on the shoes he had been wearing all day (Katie's size 10 purple jelly sandals) and he was ready to go too. Except he wasn't going. It was the fastest good-bye we have EVER had with Grammy and Grampy. Usually there are a lot of good-bye's and waves but tonight there was a big hustle!

So, after some cuddling with Jake and a workout, here I am. I'm about to fed Jack and go to bed.

Sunday will be very quiet (I think... unless I just jinxed it) and I plan to make a chicken back or something chicken-y for dinner. I'm hungry now just thinking about it!

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About Me

Sharing the minutiae of our lives

My brother created this blog for me as a baby gift when my first was born. Coincidentally, I was thinking about starting a blog but was too tired to 1) figure out how to set one up, 2) figure out how to use it, and 3) figure out how to be a mom.

Katie was born in April of 2006. She’s sweet, a rule follower, and is very... assertive. She likes to enforce (her) rules, use scissors, and read. I clean up a lot of paper scraps and mediate between her and Jacob a lot.

Jacob came along in February of 2009. He's mischievous, silly, and so sweet. He likes to give hugs and smile. He also colors on walls and likes to use the water dispense on our fridge. I clean up a lot of water off of the floor and carpet. I’ve gotten good at rushing to the kitchen while avoiding toys and kids when I hear someone using the water dispenser. I also hope to repaint... someday.

Back in 2010 I decided to change the name of my blog to One Boy, One Girl, One Blog. Thought it had a nice ring to it.

Jackson was born in June of 2011. He likes to be cuddled and smiles at everyone (except that guy at church with the big, booming voice...). He loves to watch his brother and sister play and he'll stand next to their little table till his legs get tired. He's also sleeping in his crib all night. It's a little sad when I realize how fast he's growing up but after I lay him down for the night and I know he's not going to wake up every 3-4 hours, I'm okay with it.

So, six years and 3 kids later, after many hugs, lots of “I love mommy” pictures, waist high wall art, extensive experience identifying spills and (oh joy) cleaning them up, and falling into bed at night with a big sigh, I've kind of figured out that my sanity really depends on my ability to relax and do a lot of laughing. And to (try to) let go of any thoughts of perfection I may have had at one time.